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And I try my best, I try
As you're wearing the dress I like
And there's cuts on my wrist, and I owe it all to you
Do you want more to change?
And it'll never happen again, I did this to myself
I don't really want it my way
Trust time and time again
And it never works
I can't tell you how I feel
And it's making it worse, and maybe you can't tell
And I'm going to hell, and you drive your ex back home
I sat next to you, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
And you're wearing the dress I like
Oh-oh, oh
And you're wearing the dress I like
(Oh-oh, and you're wearing the dress I like)
(And you're wearing the dress I-)